I Wrote This Story And I Want Everyone’s Opinions.?

It’s been approximately sixteen minutes since Solana had left. I reached the final page of the registry and I have not found anything. I was finally able to conclude that I was not on the Missing child Registry. I could have checked again, but didn’t feel much like going on the computer again. My eyes were getting heavy and I have been yawning relentlessly for the past hour. Looking around for something to occupy myself became very difficult, if not impossible. I got up off my chair and paced around the room. Until I noticed the file cabinet in a corner, leaning forward with all three drawers open. I hoisted the cabinet into its erect position. I closed the top two drawers, the filing cabinet wont tip over again. I took a seat on the floor in front of the last drawer that remains opened and saw a pile of newspapers. What caught my interest right away was a yellow newspaper buried in the pile with the headlines “WANTED ALIVE” printed on the top of the page in large letterings. I grabbed the paper out of the drawer and examined it further. It smelled like coffee. The newspaper was dry and yellow and some of the text was either worn out or was washed away by some kind of liquid substance. I also noticed the snapshot of a girl in the middle of the page. Half of her face was covered in coffee stains, making it difficult for me to see her in detail. But for some reason, I felt as if I’ve seen this girl before. A gut feeling inside of me is telling me to take this paper and read it. I got to my feet with the paper in hand, took the locket and the mirror and left the office. I went back into Aiyana’s room and rested on the bed. I examined the old newspaper once more, and realized that I had without doubt had seen this girl before, and I had a feeling where. I took the locket, opened it and to my surprise, the photo on the locket and the other on the newspaper were a perfect match. I placed the locket on the floor and started to read the front page.
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WANTED: ALIVE
Grendel Police are on the search for this 7yrd old girl by the name of Lily Rosewood, who was last seen with escaped convict 31yr old Paul Keating, who was arrested for kidnapping the girl and exploiting her supernatural abilities to commit heinious crimes. One of them was the recent massacre in the mall where 31 people died and 4 people were left in a coma, and 17 people, all of them seriously injured.
Police arrested Keating, at his home outside Grendel, and found the child sleeping upstairs. He was charged with one count of kidnapping, one count of contributing to the delinquency of a minor and 31 counts of first degree murder. He is awaiting trial as we speak. The child however was sent to Caring bears home, a children’s home funded by the city and supported by the citizens donations. Any one who is seen this child please call local police.
The bottom of the article seems to be torn off. There seems to be more to this article, I thought. I had just noticed the Letters L and R, the same letters carved on the locket. The two letters had long spaces in between them, possibly because the coffee stain covered some of the text, making the ink spread and the paper difficult to read. A natural feeling inside of me is telling me to keep this paper and this must be an important clue to my past. I got to my feet and left the newspaper sitting on the bed. I grabbed my necklace and secured it around my neck. I left the room and went back into the office to search for the missing piece of the paper. After a few minutes of searching nearly all over of the office, not a piece of old yellow newspaper was found.
I went back into Aiyana’s room to lie down on the bed for a few minutes. Finding something to do was getting more difficult as time passes by. I looked up at the ceiling and heaved a sigh. I stretched my arms and they dropped down to the bed like heavy weights. I burrowed comfortably into the blanket and gave a loud yawn. My eyes were closing slowly and heavily, so heavily that there was no point in resisting them. For a few seconds everything went black and I could hear myself breathing slowly and peacefully. But my surroundings suddenly changed. I was not lying in a bed anymore, I found myself standing at an edge of the cliff. I was facing a crowd of trees. There was a young man standing in front of me. He gave me a scary look, and walked closer and closer. My heart was thumping rapidly and violently, and I was breathing heavily. The man was still walking towards me, and the closer he went, the farther back I walked until I noticed I was a few steps away from the edge of edge of the cliff. I looked back and saw a rushing stream down below. I faced forward and noticed that the man walking toward me was no longer there. My heart began to pulsate even harder and faster. It felt as if my heart was struggling to get out of my chest. But then out of nowhere there was a soft chuckle. Slowly, I turned my head and to find out that the man was standing behind me. I tripped and fell into the grass in a desperate attempt to flee. I turned to look at the man once more. The man gave me a smile, but it was not a friendly one.
“You’re pathetic” he whispered in a nasty tone.
I got to my knees, and stood still, still looking at him.
“Who are you?” I asked terrified, “what do you want?”
The man walked closer and closer, I continued to watch him helplessly.
“I am Someone who want nothing to with someone this feeble and disgusting.” Answered the man who was showing a disgusting sneer.
By the time I got to my feet, the man struck me in the face and I fell back into the ground facedown. I was shaking hysterically, and my eyesight became watery, I could hear myself breathe even harder than before. Suddenly, I felt something tightly clenching the back of my head and abruptly pulled it back.
“ Let me go!” I yelled.